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Xiao Qi smiled and called out, "President."

It was a particularly daring address.

Yichen was somewhat struck dumb by it.

He saw Xiao Qi's slender fingers brush against his muscular chest, her fingers wreaking havoc upon his torso without a shred of politeness as she muttered under her breath, "My, the texture of these muscles is really quite sturdy!"

"..."

For the very first time in his life, Yichen was somewhat bewildered, though his immediate instinct told him that the claws resting on his pectoral muscles were definitely going to follow up with another trick.

Curious to see what game she wanted to play, Yichen curved his lips and said leisurely, "If you like my pectoral muscles this much, why don't I take off my shirt and let you wreak havoc to your heart's content at zero distance?"

"..."

With President Lin putting it that way, Xiao Qi found herself momentarily plunged into a state of awkwardness, and she felt a slight urge to withdraw her hand.

However, since she had already gone this far, she might as well see the performance through to the end.

Xiao Qi was never one for doing useless work.

With that thought, she smiled, keeping one set of claws planted firmly on the man's chest while her other hand boldly ventured downward.

Her delicate fingers brushed against the man's symbol through the fabric of his tailored trousers—the primed, scorching heat, the desire teetering on the brink of explosion...

Yichen's lower body tightened abruptly. Was she playing with fire?

Xiao Qi curved her lips.

It was time.

Her bright and alluring eyes met the slightly flushed handsome face of President Lin; the contours of his handsome face were completely taut.

With her pink lips merely an inch away from his stern, rigid face, she slowly blew a breath toward President Lin.

Yichen felt as though something down there was about to burst right out of his body.

The hand on his chest suddenly applied pressure, and Yichen let out a muffled groan.

Before he could react, the hand on his chest quickly retreated, and she bolted away.

Right before making her escape, she tossed back a parting remark, "Mr. President, I shall go work hard for you now. There is no need for the First Lady to thank me, sayonara."

Yichen: "..."

Left behind after the provocation, President Lin stood like an arrow nocked on a bowstring.

Yichen lowered his gaze to look downward and curved his lips. He truly hadn't expected her to have such a mischievous streak.

Indeed, she was increasingly suiting his taste.

Having successfully escaped back to her workstation, Xiao Qi couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.

However, she quickly reined it in.

Otherwise, her colleagues would think she had lost her mind.

Still, it felt utterly exhilarating; she had finally turned the tables on him in grand fashion.

Being able to bully the great President even once was a glorious chapter in her personal history at Shengcan!

Hahahaha.

Xiao Qi was overjoyed in her heart.

Yiyang walked out of his office and saw Xiao Qi looking thoroughly delighted at her desk.

He walked over and asked, "Xiyang, did you pick up some money? Why are you so happy?"

"Happier than picking up money. This is the first time in my history..." She immediately stopped herself. Some things were better left unsaid.

After all, such matters still possessed a tiny hint of wickedness and a tiny hint of bashfulness 〃∀〃

As the saying goes, those who stay near vermilion are stained red; Lin Yichen was a rogue to begin with, so it wasn't as if she herself was being wicked!

Armed with this do-or-die experience, she wouldn't be afraid of that certain someone in the future.

"My work efficiency today has been the fastest and smoothest in history, which is why I'm happy, haha."

Yiyang looked at the bright and brilliant smile on her face.

He seemed to be infected by her smile as well.

Her smile possessed a truly contagious quality, making one instinctively want to draw closer and possess it.

What a pity...

Yiyang suppressed thoughts that shouldn't have been there and said with a smile, "Don't order takeout for lunch. I'll take you somewhere good to eat."

"Great, great," when one's mood was good, naturally everything else was fine too.

Just as Yiyang stepped into his office, the landline on Xiao Qi's desk rang. It was Fang Li calling to say that President Lin wanted her to go to his office.

This was clearly a post-battle reckoning.

She wasn't foolish enough to deliver herself on a silver platter to be tormented!

A text message came through on her mobile phone, sent by President Lin: "If you force me to come and drag you back myself, then your salary and bonus for the end of this month will vanish entirely."

"..."

Slowly and hesitantly, Xiao Qi walked into the president's office and stammered, "President Lin, did you call me for something?"

Yichen looked at her, appearing as though he found it difficult to articulate his words. "About yesterday, I'm sorry."

President Lin delivered those last three words with utmost seriousness and sincerity.

Hearing this, the stammering Xiao Qi instantly turned sullen. "What the heck is the use of an 'I'm sorry'? Suppose I misunderstand you, curse you out thoroughly, and then say sorry to you afterward—how about that?"

It was truly rare for the cold-hearted President Lin to offer a sincere apology, yet regarding that incident, Xiao Qi felt deeply aggrieved, especially since he had even bruised her wrist!

"You're right, 'sorry' is useless." Yichen stood up and walked over to her, his voice distant and lingering, carrying a profound underlying meaning. "People say that if you apologize to someone, she will distance herself from you. I should say something else instead: thank you."

As those three words fell, Xiao Qi's supernatural ability once again slipped out of her control.

Good heavens, could it be that whenever he was truly sincere toward her, her supernatural ability refused to behave?!

"President Lin, I accept those three words. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

"Wait a moment," Yichen asked, as if protesting too much. "I want to give you something as compensation for helping me keep things quiet. Will you accept it?"

"..."

Who asks someone if they'll accept a gift before even giving it?

Still, what would he give?

Should she accept it or not?

It would be foolish not to take free offerings.

Feigning deep thought, Xiao Qi asked, "What are you giving me?"

"What do you want?"

"..."

Good grief, was he doing this on purpose?

Too lazy to argue with him, Xiao Qi replied, "I don't want anything. If that's all, I'm going out to work."

"Although you were helping me, you shouldn't have taken my father's money."

There was a hint of reproach in Yichen's tone.

He was somewhat displeased regarding the fact that she had taken his father's money.

He had repeatedly offered her money which she refused, yet she had accepted his father's money instead.

It had resulted in his father forming a thoroughly unfavorable impression of her.

She had truly been cast in the image of a gold-digger.

Hearing this, Xiao Qi instantly grew indignant. "I already told you, the money from your father was something I swindled through my own skill, and besides, I even took a sl..."

She caught herself mid-sentence.

Yichen looked at her with sharp eyes. "Why did you stop?"

What was there to say? Saying it would only put him in a difficult position.

Xiao Qi genuinely considered herself quite magnanimous, acting entirely for his sake.

Sigh, it was voluntary, so she didn't feel aggrieved.

"I meant to say I also swindled a card from your mother."

What kind of person was Yichen? One look told him she wasn't speaking the truth.

"Tell the truth."

Though his tone was flat, it carried an unspoken command.

Although Xiao Qi was usually a bit slow on the uptake, her radar was exceptionally sensitive to these three words at the moment.

She didn't want him to have a falling out with his family because of her.

"What else is there to say? I've said all I have to say. I'm going back to work."

Clearly, she had no intention of spilling the truth.

After those remarks she had dropped in front of his father, that stepmother of his would certainly show her no mercy.

Therefore, what she had almost let slip was that she had taken a slap across the face from the woman.

"She hit you?"

"..."

Good heavens, did he have to be so accurate?

Since President Lin had already guessed it, she might as well come clean.

"Yes, she gave me a slap, but I kept her card and didn't do as she asked, so we'll call that slap even. Besides, she is Yiyang's biological mother, so that makes it even easier to let it go."

"Call it even?" A fierce glint surfaced in the depths of Yichen's eyes. "I'm afraid I'm not that easy to talk to."

Oh my, why are you standing up for me like this? It's making me moved to death.

However...

Xiao Qi lifted her chin to look at him. "You have the nerve to bring other people up?" She extended her wrist, where faint red marks were still visible. "Look at this. This was pinched by you. My wrist still hurts!"

Yichen's expression turned deeply remorseful. "I'm sorry, at that time..."

"Lin Yichen," Xiao Qi suddenly turned serious, "I've discovered that once you lose your memory and get angry, you instantly turn sinister. Can't you control your own temper?"

He wanted to control it as well, but simply couldn't—especially when it came to her, he found it even harder to restrain himself.

Yichen turned around, his slender fingers pulling a document from a folder, and handed it to her. "Take a look."

Confused, Xiao Qi accepted it. What on earth was this?

Opening it, she instantly found herself utterly lost in a fog.

Real estate properties, jewelry, company shares, equity funds, and so on.

"Why are you showing me this?"

Yichen pointed at the signature line at the bottom. "Sign your name right here, and all of these things will be yours."

"..."

Hers? The gift he had mentioned giving her was *this*?

Had he lost his mind?

"If you give all these to me, won't you become a pauper?"

Yichen's expression cleared up slightly. "In your eyes, is a president like me that poor?"

"..."

Right on cue, President Lin casually retrieved yet another document and handed it to her.

This time, Xiao Qi raised her guard by a whole level, because she had a feeling this document would definitely contain something beyond her imagination.

Opening it, she was indeed dumbfounded, and it was truly no less astonishing than the real estate, jewelry, stocks, and equity funds.

Because what lay above was a check, and looking at the figures at the bottom... she counted them very carefully.

Oh my god, 100 million—in US dollars, no less.

Had she somehow transformed into a multi-hundred-millionaire?!

This startling thought lasted only a few seconds before she quickly calmed down from her momentary brain-fart state.

Was he plotting another scheme to trap her?

Given the dark and unfathomable nature of male capitalists, how could he possibly hand over all his worldly possessions to her on a silver platter?

There was definitely some hidden conspiracy afoot.

Xiao Qi looked at the composed man with mosquito-coil swirls in her eyes. Did he think he could trap her with these? Was she the type of person who loved money that much?

Even if she loved money, it had to be money she earned herself.

She wouldn't covet someone else's wealth.

Besides, she knew a thing or two about these assets, alright?

Did he think that just because he was a professional in these matters, she was completely clueless?

And did he really think she was someone so easily fooled?

She wasn't foolish enough to fall into this trap.

Raising her chin, Xiao Qi spoke with a resolute and questioning tone, "Stocks and funds are considered movable property, aren't they?"

"In the traditional sense, stocks and funds indeed belong to movable property. However, under current special circumstances, compared to me, these movable properties can be considered immovable assets."

What was that supposed to mean?

Continuing in a professional yet bantering tone, Yichen explained, "In a certain sense, I am a collection of stocks, funds, and shares, born carrying currency symbols, which naturally makes my liquidity even greater."

He then gave her a meaningful look. "Xiyang, you must manage me well."

"..."

Why did those words of his sound like they had a double meaning?

Furthermore, she had actually pondered those very words of his in the past.

Still, just how much money did this guy actually have? These assets looked like they could fund an entire nation.

His wealth truly rivaled a country!